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I installed one for my Mum, thought about 3 phase to speed her  up and out thro the landing window 


its since been installed  (by me) in three  other houses and 20yrs on still  going strong


at 93 she popped to hospital and the social/health (complete prat) decided assistance wasnt required as she could take the vacuum cleaner up stairs 

by putting it on the stair lift.....when asked who would take it off when it was up  the top

I got that strange professional blank expression of an expert , have to question  where do some of these muppets come from.


thank heavens there's some good ones 



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Granny through the window, that was Gremlins, wasn't it? Memory intact! Well, selectively anyway. :wacko:


My Mum is 92, she's off to Berwick on the bus today to pay in her premium bond winnings, then to the pub for lunch, then taxi home. Then this afternoon, feet up, watching the snooker. She has a bungalow, you'll have to get one Pete! :lol:


I put my birthdate on my profile and sure enough got a greeting. Most gratifying.

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I've got one of those! The Wednesday allure of B&Q is coupled with the McDonalds next door. I know, don't say it. :unsure:


I recently bought some board from B&Q to replace the sunken luggage floor in my GT6. Very pleased with the results and from now on the heaviest thing that's going in the back is carpet. No sacks of cement or sand, no engines, no people!

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the only common thing about speed hump design is 




They are   all     different     most are just spring impactors


when the road past the truck factory was private Rootes installed speed humps around 1963


these were about 15 inch tall and  30ft across  to accommodated all wheel bases and the drive over was flowed and smooth

for car and truck,  when took over by council they removed them and its reverted to a racetrack ....progress !!!  or what

These controlled to around 15/25mph but at 50 you could fly over them without feeling a thing,   Take off,  did wonders for old escorts with stuffed  track control arm ball joints .. Ping  yee haaa  !!! Ha ha!  


yes there were prats about in those days  too.   im my new Hillman Imp it needed about 60mph  ,  its all in the wheel base.



have a nice week end 



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Hmm... getting in the car, driving to B&Q and walking in and then having no idea at all as to why you are there....... :lol: :lol:


As a new driver in 1987 I frightened myself stupid when I did a 180 in my VW Beetle..... :rolleyes:


Later had a Morris Ital Estate that rolled quite well round corners. Someone following me asked (after we stopped...) if the body was actually attached to the suspension!!


And speaking of driving like a loony again.... back in the 90's I had a couple of twin wheel Transits (4 wheel rear axel). They were fun ;) ;) Practiced my rally driving in one on more than one occasion :D Wheel spinning the rear axel was cool too B)

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How Old is grandma?

Thought  you may all get a smile and give some thought to this one!  

Stay with this -- the answer is at the end. It will blow you away.


One evening a grandson was talking to his grandmother about current events.

The grandson asked his grandmother what she thought about the shootings  at

schools, the computer age, and just things in general. 


The Grandmother replied, "Well, let me think a minute, I was born before:

' television ' penicillin ' polio  shots ' frozen foods ' contact lenses '  Frisbees and

' the pill

There were no:' credit  cards ' laser beams or ' ball-point pens

Man had  not yet invented:  dishwashers ' clothes dryers  and the clothes were hung  out to dry in the fresh air and  man hadn't yet walked on the  moon

Your Grandfather and I got married first, and then  lived together. Every family had a father and a mother.  Until I was 25, I called every man older than me, "Sir”and after I turned 25, I still called policemen and every man  with a title "Sir."

We were before gay-rights,  computer-dating, dual careers, daycare centers and group  therapy.   Our lives were governed by the Ten Commandments, good  judgment, and common sense.

We were taught to know the difference between right and wrong and to standup and take  responsibility for our own actions. Serving your country was a privilege; living in this country was a bigger privilege. 

We thought fast food was what people ate during Lent.  Having a meaningful relationship meant getting along with your  cousins. Time-sharing meant time the family spent together in  the evenings and weekends -not shopping.

We never heard of FM radios, tape decks,  CD's, electric typewriters, yogurt or guys wearing earrings.  We listened to Big Bands, Jack Benny, and the Queens speeches  on our radios.

 I don't ever remember any kid blowing  his brains out listening to Bill Haley.  If you saw anything  with 'Made in Japan ' on it, it was junk. The term 'making  out' referred to how you did on your school exam. Pizza Hut,  McDonald's, and instant coffee were unheard of. Ice-cream  cones, phone calls, rides on a bus, and a Coke were all 5  old pennies and if you didn't want to splurge, you could  spend your 5p on enough stamps to mail 1 letter and 2  postcards. You could buy a new Ford Anglia for £600, but who could afford one? Too bad, because petrol was 11p a  gallon.

In my day: "grass" was mowed,  "coke" was a cold drink,  "pot" was something your mother  cooked in and "rock music" was your grandmother's lullaby.  "Aids" were helpers in the Principal's office, "chip"  meant a piece of wood, "hardware" was found in a hardware  store and "software" wasn't even a word. And we  were the last generation to actually believe that a lady needed  a husband to have a baby.  No wonder people call us "old and confused" and say there is a generation gap.

Soo.....   How old do you think I am?  I bet you have this real old lady  in mind. You are in for a shock!  Read on to see -- pretty  scary if you think about it and pretty sad at the same  time.

Are you ready?????

This woman would  be only 63 years old, Born in 1952.

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I shouldn't have read this post. :unsure:

I was born in 1953 so can identyfy with the above


When I first bought petrol for my motorbike it was 6/8 (6 shillings & 8 pence) for a gallon, a pint of beer was 1/10, 2 shillings for the good stuff. :o


.When I started work my salary was just Under £1000 and my first pay increase took me into 4 figures and it felt great. That salary was per year by the way. :(


Now if you want to talk about computers:


They filled whole rooms, used punched cards and took all night to calculate anything more complex than 2 + 2. It was a major advance when we had computers that fitted on a desk and used cassette tapes to store data on. If you wanted to print anything out you used a dot matrix printer that was so slow you had time to have a cup of tea before it finished printing the first page, not that it printed by the page the paper was continuous folded sheets with perforations between the pages. :huh:


Now where did I leave my Zimmer frame





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First year apprentice pay at Commer Cars was £2 9s 3d a week. 1962

and that paid my mum 30bob left enough for a trip to the flicks and some good pocket money

in 64 have enought to buy my first car a mk5 Hilman minx side valve, £65 but with askimmed head in the training school a Talbot manifold and nicked carb , washers under the valve springs and large copper exhaust she would pull 7000rpm and take on a PA Cresta with ease......till a piston crown took off, it would shear crown wheel bolts and tear the hub off the half shafts if you booted of the lights ,

bright red and the local police would pull it up and ask where is the fire , phew never a ticket


life was simple but more fun


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My first year apprenticeship pay (1964) was £3 19s 6d. But not all bad, I new a pub selling beer for 10p a pint. That was the rough stuff, best bitter was 1 shilling, at today's prices 5 new pence a pint. 20 pints for £1! :P My wages could buy me 80 pints a week. That's roughly 4000 pints a year, at today's prices that would be around £16,000 a year. Makes you think. :huh:

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 the paper was continuous folded sheets with perforations between the pages. :huh:


It used to be great fun at Christmas as if you left the Telex machine running all night, someone in a far distant office would have sent you an entire life-size Christmas tree printed in joined sheets of paper. You could then just lift it off the floor and hang it on the wall. 3d printing….? bah humbug. It was more fun in those days.. :)

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